Jun 27, 2021
@sorrowfulnote
“...My. Someone sounds quite tearful,” Cassandra remarks to herself, looking up the hill to search for the source of such sorrowful sounds. She had been out and about on a lovely stroll outdoors when the sound of crying reached her ears- and, being a tender heart, the old woman figured she ought to investigate.
Quietly, the sorceress trekked up the hill, much to the chagrin of her knees, and came to the top to lay eyes on a poor girl. “Excuse me, dearie, but why do you weep so? Makes my heart ache to see a girl like you cry!”
